While in High school my grandpa wa suddenly diagnosed with brain cancer went into surgery and for the lack of better words came out like a vegetable (i mean no offense, it’s how i viewed based on how he lived his life prior). It was my grandfather on my mother’s side. I was a sophomore or maybe a junior in high school and both parents are nurses so I know stuff. My parents have been divorced for as long as I can remember.

My mom did not tell me. She wasn’t going to. My dad told me when i got home. He gave me the option to go see him in the hospital. I told my mom I was coming and she was pissed. Both her and my aunt said i was “too young”. I remember them confronting me as i got off the elevator. I just wanted to see my grandfather. He passed away 14 months later in a nursing home, never regaining any of his old abilities.

To this day i have a lot of trust issues when it comes to the health of the people in my moms side. They never come out and say anything straight. Never. It’s a fight to get any information. I found out on Friday my grandma was admitted to the hospital for a GI bleed. She’s still there. I asked my mom if she knew anything and she said no. So i asked my aunt and all she did is give me the hospital umber. So i called her.

When she answered she was really short of breath and wheezy. (Doesn’t have asthma) That doesn’t make sense for GI bleed. I asked her if she was feeling okay and of course she said yes. I can’t visit because of the virus. I’m having a really hard time trusting them. And I’m worried. My aunt took her out of the house last week to several stores. I know she probably doesn’t have covid19 but the not knowing anything and it’s annoying.

Thank you for reading.